FUNNY FACE LYRICS

How Long Has This Been Going On?
I was taught that I ought not expose my inner senses.
Had no plan for man;
I was full of self-defences.
Now I feel that I really should face the consequences.
My philosophic search has left me in the lurch.
I must find why my mind is behaving like a dancer.
What's the clue to pursue?
For I have to have the answer.
I could cry salty tears.
Where have I been all these years?
Is it fun?
Or should I run?
How long has this been going on?
There were chills up my spine,
And some thrills I can't define.
Does it show?
And who would know?
How long has this been going on?
Oh, I feel like I could melt.
Into heaven I'm hurled.
I know how Columbus felt finding another world.
Can I trust how I feel?
Is this my Achilles heel?
Look at me:
I'm all at sea.
How long has this been going on?
This is grand!
This is great!
I'm in such a lovely state!
Can one kiss do all of this?

Bonjour Paris
DICK.
I want to step out
Down the Champs-Élysées,
From the Arch of Triumph
To the Petit Palais.
That's for me:
Bonjour, Paris!

MAGGIE.
I want to wander
Through the Saint-Honoré,
Do some window shopping
In the Rue de la Paix
That's for me:
Bonjour, Paris!

JO.
I want to see the den of thinking men
like Jean-Paul Sartre.
I must philosophise with all the guys
around Montmartre and Montparnasse.

ALL THREE.
I'm strictly (a) tourist
But I couldn't care less.
When they parlez-vous me
Then I gotta confess.
That's for me:
Bonjour, Paris!

MEN.
Light up the Louvre museum
Jazz up the Latin quarter
To show the richest and the poorest:
Here it comes,
The great American tourist!

MAGGIE.
This has got to be illegal
What I feel
Trés gay, trés chic,
Trés mag-nifique
C'est moi, c'est vous
C'est grand, c'est too tout...
It's too good to be true,
All the things we can do.
You do things to my point of view.

MEN.
We can show you the North or
We can show you the South then
We can show you the West!

MAGGIE.
Come on and show me (& MEN) the best!

MAGGIE.
That's for me:
Bonjour, Paris!

PEOPLE.
Bonjour.

MAGGIE.
Bonjour!

JO.
That's for me:
Bonjour, Paris!

PEOPLE.
Bonjour!

DICK.
Living is easy,
The livin' is high.
All good Americans
Should come here to die.

PEOPLE.
Bonjour!

MAGGIE.
Is it real?
Am I here?

JO.
Am I here?
Is it real?

MAGGIE.
There's something missing

MAGGIE & JO.
There's something missing, I know.

ALL THREE.
There's something missing
There's something missing, I know:
There's still one place
I've got to go!

[They arrive at the bottom of the Eiffel Tower
one after the other and meet in the lift.]

MAGGIE.
Oh!

DICK.
Oh no!

MAGGIE.
I thought that you were tired.

DICK.
You said that you were tired.

JO.
I heard you say that you...

MAGGIE.
You told me you were tired!

DICK.
You said that you were so exhausted!

JO.
You said you needed sleep!

MAGGIE.
You told that you had to rest.

DICK.
You said you ought to rest.

JO.
I thought you wanted rest.

MAGGIE.
Is this what you call rest?

DICK.
I haven't time to rest!

JO.
This fussing and fretting
It's getting my goat.

DICK.
Let's all let our hair down,
We're in the same boat!

All.
We're strictly tourists,
You can titter and jeer.
All we want to say is
La Fayette, we are here
On a spree,
Bonjour, Paris!
Bonjour!

DICK [as they congratulate each other, laughing]
Well, how was that?

On How To Be Lovely
MAGGIE.
Just listen and repeat after me:

MAGGIE / (JO) / BOTH.
On how to be lovely
(On how to be lovely)
You got to be happy
(You got to be happy)
When you can feel
light and gay
Then you'll be lovely
as a holiday.

On how to be charming
(On how to be charming)
You got to be merry
(You got to be merry)
If only to weave a spell
And you'll be lovely
As a carousel too.

I (I know you can) show how.
It's (it's all in the) know-how.
And (and once you know) oh how
The world looks good to you
As it should to you.

On how to be lovely
(On how to be lovely)
You got to be jolly
(You got to be jolly)
When you can be fancy-free
And flash a smile that
Folks come flocking to see.

You'll be as lovely
As can be.

Do-wee-oo
Do-wee-oo-ee
Do-wee-oo
Do-wee-oo-ee
Do-wee-oo
Do-wee-oo
Boo-diddly-ba-bau! Ee-

Do-wee-oo
Do-wee-oo-ee
Do-wee-oo
Do-wee-oo-ee
Do-wee-oo
Do-wee-oo
Boo-diddly-ba-bau!
(Boo-diddly-ba-bau!)
Boo-diddly-ba-baa-pa-daa!

Can't (can't do it with) make-up
You (you've just got to) wake up
And (and startin' to) take up
A life delirious
Nothing serious.

On how to be lovely
(On how to be lovely)
You got to be cheery
(You got to be cheery)
I'll give you a guarantee
You don't need dough
You don't need a college degree.

Make sorrow incidental
(Let joy be monumental)
And you'll be lovely
Do-wee-oo
Do-wee-oo(-ee)
Do-wee-oo
Do-wee-oo(-ee)
You'll be as lovely
As can be
A-do-ee-oo-ee-oo-ee-oo!

S'Wonderful
Dick:
I love your funny face
Your sunny, funny...
[They embrace and kiss.]
Dick:
'S wonderful
Jo:
's wonderful
Dick:
'S marvellous
Jo:
's marvellous
Dick:
That you should care
For me.
Dick:
'S awful nice
Jo:
's awful nice
Dick:
'S paradise
Jo:
's paradise
Dick:
'S what I love
To see.
Jo:
You've made my live so glamorous.
You can't blame me for feeling amorous.
Both:
Oh, 'S wonderful
'S marvellous
That you should care
For me.

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